Page 98 of Bull Moon Rising
Her mouth trails over to my nipple and she kisses it, then pulls back, giggling to herself again. At first I don’t realize what’s so funny, but then she points at her spectacles—in rubbing her face against my chest, she’s smeared the lenses. “Well, now I really can’t see.”
“Clean them off,” I growl. “You deserve to look at everything.”
She shivers, and then pulls the spectacles off, huffs a warm breath on each lens—a shockingly erotic gesture even for this horny bull—and wipes them with a corner of her blouse before demurely tucking it back in. Then she puts her spectacles on again and smiles up at me. “I’ll have to be more careful.”
“Or not.” I wouldn’t mind watching her breathe on them again, because it makes my sac tighten, imagining her doing the same to my skin.
Aspeth bites her lip and trails her hand along my chest to the thicker fur surrounding my cock. Her gaze slides down and she steps back, and then kneels before me to get a better look.
My hands clench into fists.
She tenses immediately at the sight of my hands, sending a worried look up to my face. “Is—is this okay? Me touching you?”
“You know it is. We’re past that, Aspeth. You know I like it when you reach for me.”
“I just want to make sure you’re having fun, too.” Her smile is small, uncertain, and I remind myself that she’s a damned virgin. She’s going to triple-check that everything is all right before venturing forth because she doesn’t have the experience I do.
So I do my best to convince her. “Aspeth, you could tell me about Old Prell pottery for hours and I would be having an amazing time as long as you touch me.” I run a finger around the shell of her ear. Even this is dainty compared to a Taurian’s, and I’m fascinated by it. By everything, if I’m honest with myself. She isn’t the first human woman I’ve been with, but she’s the first one that’s had such aholdon me. The first one I’ve ever obsessed over. The first one I can see myself being mated to long-term. I stroke that fascinating, rounded ear. “Just…touch me.”
She bites her lip and runs her fingers along my cock as if it’s a musical instrument to be played. “I’ve wanted to touch you for a while, actually.”
“By all the gods, why haven’t you, then?”
Her hand stills and she looks up at me. “Because you ran away from me after that night. In the alley.”
I groan at my own stupidity. She’s right. I have been avoiding her. Abandoning Aspeth didn’t help my hunger; it just made it worse. And itlet Magpie pull a stupid stunt that nearly got them into trouble. “I’m regretting it now.”
“Me, too.”
With that, she carefully strokes the pads of her fingers down my length again, and then feeds the tip of my cock into her mouth.
Her teeth brush against the sensitive head and I hiss out a warning. “No teeth. Be careful, little bird.”
Aspeth immediately backs off. “I’m sorry.”
I shake my head, stroking that soft, soft ear. “Don’t apologize. You tell me what you like in bed, and I tell you what I like. It’s what a married couple does.”
Her cheeks flush and she looks up at me through her spectacles. A shy smile plays at her lips and then she reaches out and licks the head as if it’s a treat. “Better?”
Just the sight of that is enough to make a Taurian’s knees buckle. “Beautiful.”
She licks the head of me again and then sucks on it, her plump lips taut, her tongue brushing against the underside of my cock head, and I’ve never felt anything so good. The breath huffs out of me and I resist the urge to stamp my hooves. “Just like that, pretty bird. Feed me into your mouth.” She takes me deeper, and I run my knuckles along her cheek. “Do you taste me? That’s my seed on the head of my cock. The more I drip, the more you taste, the more you know I like it.”
Aspeth makes a muffled little moan, the sound of it vibrating around my cock. I’m probably coating her tongue in my taste, but she doesn’t look upset. She looks…entranced.
“What do I taste like to you?” I ask her, curious. I’ve heard that some humans don’t like to taste a Taurian’s seed because it’s different from a human’s. Stronger, more musky…and there’s more of it.
Her mouth slides off my cock, and my skin is shiny with her saliva. As if she hates to give me up for even a moment, she curls her fingers around the base of my cock and pulls the head in, rubbing it against her wet lips. Her eyes flutter closed, her expression one of fascination. “Like earth…and…and Taurian. Like all the things wild and dangerous underground. Exactly like I’d expect you to taste.” Her tongue flicks out and samples me again. “Like strength.”
“And do you like it?”
Her expression grows soft. “Oh, I do.” Aspeth’s gaze peeks up at me. “I like the feel of you on my tongue, too. The heat of you.” She strokes a finger along one thick vein down my shaft. “You’re so big. You could choke me if I tried to take all of you.”
“Then just take what you can enjoy, little bird.” If it’s nothing but her face rubbing against my cock and her mouth tasting me, I don’t fucking care. I just know I need this moment to go on and on, because the sight of Aspeth with my cock playing near her mouth is making me wild with hunger.
She moans, rubbing my cock against the lower part of her face, mindful of her spectacles, and I get a sudden filthy visual image of coming all over that pretty mouth and on her spectacles, too. Just covering her with my release and making it drip all down her face. Dirtying her.Markingher.
I growl with need. “Take me back into your mouth, Aspeth. Use your lips.”